In the Chenxing Palace, the clouds and rain are overturned, the waves are red, the men and women with their arms are sunk in the ocean of desire, with the waves undulating, up and down, and the candle incense slowly escapes in the night outside the window, lining out the infinite warmth...... and a bit of indescribable, seemingly true and false dreaminess.

And outside the Chenxing Palace...

Distance...

The cold moon is cold, and the lonely people are sleepless.

The glazed tiles of thousands of palaces and halls are like a thin layer of frost and snow.

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